Lyrics The Jolson Story (California Here I Come) - Al Jolson

The Jolson Story (California Here I Come)

California, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawn and birdies sing and everything
The sun kissed me said, «Don't be late»
That’s why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
California here I come
California, here I come
Right back where I started from
Where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun
Each morning at dawn and birdies sing and everything
The sun kissed me said, «Don't be late»
That’s why I can hardly wait
Open up that Golden Gate
California here I come